The Taking of Kristi

Kristi woke up with a jolt, she was completely nude and her nipples were hurting. Not surprised she discovered that she was also nude. She sat up on the bed her thick down comfortable falling away and she discovered looking down at her breasts that each nipple was now sporting a nipple ring. “Fuck,” she whispered as she got up out of her bed and made her way to the camera she had hidden a few days before, maybe this time she thought she would see who was doing theses things to her.

The mystery had started had started some months ago, when Kristi had awoke one morning to find that the twenty page papers she had do for her economics class was not only finished but had already been submitted electronically to her professor. Why this had seemed odd was because she had remembered working on it while she was sitting comfortably in bed and even remembered dozing off. Yet the next day when she woke up there was a hard copy printed and laying neatly on the desk next to her laptop, which had a flashing message saying that it had been sent. That could only mean she had some how completed it clearly while in some strange sleep like state. Afterwards or perhaps, while she was typing it out she had also seemed to come out of all her clothes and from the large wet spot on the sheets must have really enjoyed what she was doing. Though it bothered her a little what had happened she merely chocked it up to just one of those things and let it go. It would not be until later that she would start to wonder what the hell was going on.

Kristi rewound the footage from the camera to the beginning, and listened as watched as she went through the motions of stating the time and date and climbing into bed wearing her underwear and pajamas. “The time is five minutes until midnight, February 17 , 2004, this recording will be a testimony as to what has been happening to me during the past several months. In addition to the paper, I do not remember having written, I have also had all the hair below my neck waxed, I have been tattooed, and had nearly six inches of my hair cut off. I have also been raped, anally, orally and vaginally on a nearly weekly basis for quite some time now though the only evidence I have to support this is the reoccurring pain I discovered several weeks ago, which the campus doctor informed me was normal for someone not used to have anal intercourse. Other than the pain, there is no other evidence thus far that proves, I have been sexually assaulted. Tonight though, it will happen again, and to night I will have the evidence that I need to show the world that I am not simply loosing my mind but that this is actually happening to me.” That said Kristi picked up a book and started reading, sitting there on her bed as if she planned to sit there all night long reading her book and waiting to see what would happen. Kristi fast forwarded though this part as she did not plan on spending hours watching herself reading, until she finally dozed off. She reduced the speed down to normal when she saw herself start to doze off. In horror, she watched as the book fell from her hand and she kind of slumped to the side fro a little while before she peaked back up reached over and turned off the light. The after that the camera only recorded the bright red lights of the clock telling her that time had passed. There was not enough light for the camera for the camera to see what had taken place after that so who ever the bastard was that had come for her was still a mystery.

Sobbing in frustration, Kristi picked up the phone and called her best friend Sarah, the only person up till now that had believed her when she had said something was going on. For a while Sarah had even spend a few night’s sleeping on Kristi’s sofa to make sure that nothing had happened. After more than a week, Sarah had gone back to her own place having nothing happen while she was there. Though Kristi had begged her friend to stay a few days more, Sarah had assured her that there really was no point that who ever had been screwing with Kristi was done with all of that and that she was now free and clear. That had been three months ago, and except for phones calls Kristi placed to her friend every time something happened she had not seen or heard from Sarah at all.

“Sarah,” It’s me,” cried Kristi, the moment Sarah picked up. “It-it happened again,” she said sobbing.

“Ok-ok,” said Sarah calmly, “tell me what happened?”

“I did what you suggested, I bought a camera and set it up, but nothing, I guess I was so tired that I turned off the light and it recorded nothing, now I have these rings inn my nipples and they hurt. Oh god, Sarah I am not sure how much more of this I can take.”

Sarah sighed loudly into the phone, “That suck, I thought for sure we were going to have something. Wait I thought the camera could handle low light, didn’t the street light outside your house light it enough?”

“No that’s just it, it didn’t come on last night that’s why I left the bedside table light on, he fucking with me Sarah he knows what I am doing and he keeping me for seeing him.”

“Kristi, listen to me, calm down, everything is going to be alright, we are going to get you though this, we are going to catch this motherfucker, we just need to give it some time. I have a couple of ideas that I think might work, but first call in the broken street light, get the city to fix that, that way if the fucker breaking it then the police will have to listen in the mean while here is what you do.”

Kristi, listened intently to what Sarah said to do Sarah was always full of great ideas and suggestions, always had been since they were kids. If anyone could get her through this Sarah could. After she hung up, Kristi got out of bed, took a shower got dressed and washed her sheets before heading out the door to do some more shopping. She was going to call the city about the blown street light but as she a was making the call she discovered that there was a large crew outside that was in the process of putting up a new more modern more efficient  lamp. Of course she thought to herself hanging up, she remembered getting a notice in the mail about what was going on, all the lights on her street were being replaced would be another week before they were through. Her attacker had not known about the camera had not taken out the light to prevent her from being able to record him. It was nothing more than luck, that had kept her from recording him, thanks to Sarah though next time would be different.

Sarah hung the phone looking down at her computer monitor as she did so. The message, said “Good girl.” A moment later, her computer shut itself off and started to reboot. Sarah felt a shiver run up her spine knowing that when the computer came back up that everything would be normal, as normal as it got anyway. Nothing had been normal since the day she came home from Kristi’s and had discovered that during some time in the night someone had switched the panties she had been wearing with a soiled pair of Kristi’s. Someone in the middle of the night had come into Kristi’s apartment, had removed all of Sarah’s clothing and redressed her in such a way that she had not noticed until she had come home. Someone had wanted to send Sarah a message, to make he a player in this twisted game, the difference was the person that was screwing with Kristi’s head wanted her to think she was going crazy that she was doing all these things to herself while he wanted Sarah to know and for Sarah to help fuck with Kristi’s head.

When Sarah had awoken an hour before, she had known that Kristi had a visitor during the night because he had visited her also. Not only did Sara’s know she had been fucked anally and vaginally the asshole had once again dressed Sarah in Kristi’s cum soaked panties, some kind of perverted gift. Sarah had gotten up and moved to the computer the moment she mad this discover, for she knew that Kristi would be calling soon and that the asshole would want to tell her what to say just like always. Sarah knew how badly, she would be punished if she refused to do as he said, she had been beaten before because of she refused. He had also informed her that if she refused to do as he commanded that there would be no second time that she, Sarah would simply wake up in a deep dark hole from which she would not return.

The first time he had made contact with her, had been the day she discovered that she was wearing Kristi’s panties. Her computer which was in energy saver mode, came alive and a message, “Those are a good color for you, you should wear them often.” Sarah had gone to the computer and tried to type in a response, but the keyboard did not respond. “Sorry,” was the next message, “Rule one I talk you listen.” Then after a couple of minutes the screen cleared and a new message came up, “Rule 2 do as I say, and you will not get hurt.” This was soon followed by the third and final rule, “Rule three Do Not Piss Me Off.” After this message was displayed for a for a couple of minutes, the computer rebooted itself. A complete check of the system, had reveal no evidence of the of tampering, or any kind of an outside attack. The computer tech nerd, dummying it down for her said that there no one could have done what she said and that no one had.

That was the first time, this time when the message came up, she followed the rules and fed Kristi the information on how to catch him in the act almost word for word as the instructions came up on the screen. He had been the one to suggest the camera even the make and model that would allow Kristi to record everything wirelessly through her computer. Not only would this let Kristi see what was happening to her, it would allow her rapist to watch her day and night and she would never have a clue.